𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐌𝐒

𝙁𝘼𝙇𝙇𝙄𝙉𝙂

She was the best friend I never had and never will, I thought the way I needed her beside me to win, the way I craved touching her caramel like skin, the way I wanted her for me and only me was just my kind of sin.

But oh Lord when I mistook my love in vain and gone was she just never to be seen again, never to be touched again, never to be held in my arms again, never to be mine again.

I knew for sure that I wouldn't be able to love someone like I had loved her, that I wouldn't be able to give someone my heart as she had already taken up the entirety of it, that she had destroyed me in the most enthralling way one could possibly be destroyed.

I was unfortunately always too late. Too late to stand by her when she felt weak, too late to strengthen her when she became meek, too late to love her when she needed me, too late to comfort her when she was sick.

Alas! She fell! Oh my she fell. She fell like an angel into the dark abyss, she fell like the rain on the earth amiss, she fell but her face had such a bliss like she was sending me one last goodnight kiss.

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